When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0041

Miranda had taken some photos of Winter too. In one of them, Winter had just gotten off the roller coaster, looking like she’d escaped with her life. Miranda couldn’t help but laugh.

She scrolled to the end. The last photo was a solo shot of her. Before she closed the app, she noticed two familiar figures in the background in the photo.

She pursed her lips. Winter had probably gotten Hansel and Ingrid in the shot by accident.

She was the main subject of the photo, while the people behind her were supposed to be the background.

However, seeing the couple holding hands behind her, it looked like she was the one who’d barged into their world instead.

“Martha!” Hansel shouted, clutching his stomach. His face was pale.

However, there was no response in the quiet mansion.

He had been awoken by pain early in the morning. Sharp pangs of pain came from his stomach, and chills wracked his body. He was so nauseous that he wanted to throw up, but he couldn’t.

He was more than familiar with this feeling. His gastric issues were acting up.

He remembered that he had some stomach pain medicine at home. Trying to recall where it was kept, he ransacked his cupboards.

At last, he found a box, but it was empty.

Resisting the pain, he called Zoe. “Bring some stomach pain medicine to the mansion.”

heard that, she didn’t dare to waste another second. She rushed to the pharmacy to pick up a

found Hansel sitting silently on the couch. His face was pale, and his forehead was dripping

here’s

the tablets from Zoe and swallowed them with a glass

want

hand. “You can

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out a breath and left silently.

kind of medicine did you get me? It’s completely useless! How could you mess up

but the unrelenting pain in his abdomen was making it

at the box of medicine on the coffee table, he realized that it wasn’t the tablets. that he usually took. No wonder

Mr. Johnson. What brand would you like

the box, Hansel’s mind suddenly

its brand or

up the phone in irritation. Then,

calling is currently

The number you

a face when he remembered that she’d blocked

heard the door open.

she came and went at the same time every day. At this hour, she’d come back to

“Martha, where’s your phone?”

when she saw his pale face. “Mr. Johnson,